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Lyra asked: What is he? A friend or an enemy? The alethiometer answered: He is a murderer.

Arthur Elwyn strayed from the path his mother would've wanted for him and became an assassin. He finds a window to another world where he meets a little girl accompanied by an animal she calls a dæmon, her soul outside her body. Their encounter bounds them. Lyra Silvertongue brings with her magic he didn't know existed, real magic. Such as his destiny to wield a weapon capable of opening paths to other worlds and kill the maximum Authority. A retelling of The Subtle Knife.

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Lord Asriel and Mrs Coulter sacrifice not only their lives, but condemn themselves to an eternity of falling into the Abyss. What would that be like? In a place where so much Dust has already fallen, perhaps it's not quite as grim as it might seem. Just one chapter, not a slash. I just wanted to give them both the ending I thought they deserved.

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Atal liked to go down to the space where there was a hole in the world, and watch.

Sometimes she dreamt lurid dreams that almost seemed real. She dreamt of two people falling, one male and one female, and of an ethereal being with them, who looked almost like her kind, and nothing like them at all.

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The witches whisper of a war, and the crows of the Magisterium gather. Lord Enjolras, they say, wants to build a bridge to another world. What he might attempt there is anyone's guess, but the dark intent that moves him makes them afraid.

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In which Enjolras is Lord Asriel, hell-bent on building his barricades to bring down the highest monarchy there is. His Dark Materials AU, with the characters from Les Miserables.

[possibly the slowest updating fic in history but very much a work in progress]

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A short story of Asriel/Mrs Coulter. Set in the middle on 'The Northern Lights'/ 'The Golden Compass'. When Asriel is a prisoner in Svalbard. Applies to both film and book!

'She shifted slightly, and watched his shadows dance across the wall, illuminated by the fire which was now blazing. He stood and put the glass down on the table. He reached down and pulled her up until she was standing beside him. “Why did you really come here?” He asked quietly, his voice so soft it was barely audible.'

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Years later, when he was brave enough to reflect on the unfolding of events, Mokuba realized that the madness which had shaken his world to the core began the day Gozaburo had ushered the construction crew, architects, and interior designers into his office and kept them working behind locked doors and closed curtains for several hours. They had all stumbled out—coats crumbled and eyes blurry—shooting furtive glances down the hallways and into the corners. Yet, for all Mokuba could see, the office looked exactly the same as it had before.